When all the world doubts.
We're always so far apart from one another.
When all we do is doubt.
When did this all first start?
Was it the beginning of our end?
Wrecked by those who fill our hearts with doubt.
Willingly to grow apart.
Wishing we could agree to never bring up the past.
Wilful ignorance of how deeply our love runs through our veins.
Wondering searching for what we had.
Why not forget the past and discover what we have now?
Watching our lives through the eyes of others.
Waiting for one another.
Waiting for the irreplaceable love we have to find another.
Worrying about if one of us found what was being searched for.
World's apart yet our hearts stay entangled.
Why are we apart?
Would we be able to love one another again?
What is love without each other?
While we talk and reconnect.
Whatever happens, our hearts will never be a part.
When you're ready I'm ready.
We both deserve a restart.
Will you be that part of my life again?
When you're ready I will be yours, a hero forever.
When I'm ready you'll be my angel always.
Waiting in anticipation to live the life only seen within dreams.
With you I'm complete. There will be no one else.
Wishing oh how I wish you felt the same way.
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This is not some sappy I can't live without your piece. But rather a collection of thoughts, dreams, and random outbursts. That is from the past several months
compiled into one. Resurfaced by a fleeting heart.
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